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When I was 5 years old i thaught that if you put a slice of bread in your English book, by morning,by eating that slice, you`ll know the entire lesson!
My mom told me one day when I was having a fit because I didn't want to go to school that the police would come and arrest her and my dad because I didn't go to school... I believed it for so long...
1 time b4 i could read at my daycare we had a restroom break the boys and girls bathroom were right next to each other and i didnt notice boys going in 1 and girls in the other so i went in the boys then a boy said GET OUT OF THE BOYS BATHROOM!!!! i was soooooooo embarrassed
Before I even went to grade school, my brother told me that in Primary there were pirates. If you were bad, the pirates would get you. If you got something wrong, the pirates would get you.
I could just imagine:
I used to believe that the room number for a class was to indicate what grade was in the room. E.g. Rm. 5 - Gr. 5. I stopped believing this when I got to middle school and was in room 212.
When I first started school, during the last 5 minutes before school ended for the day, a person would come on the loud speaker and say, "This is your 5 minute morning before dismissal" and that was our cue to get our schoolbags and coats on but I always thought they were saying "5 minute warning before this missle" so I was always like, "AHH! HURRY!" because I thought that if you werent out of the school in 5 minutes, they would fire a missle and it would kill us all.
In elementary school we had those white fold-up lunch tables. In 2nd grade they folded them up and moved them off to the side of the gym. In Gym class our teacher told us to stay away from them as we ran around the gym because if one fell on one of us she would have to send us home in an envelope. I thought that was true and would be neat to try so I ran close to them. Luckily I didn't try to pull on down on myself.
When I was in 1st Grade I belived that there was an indian barrial ground under the school and they were gonna come up some day and kill everyone in the school.I had told all of my friends and they belived me and some how the word got to one of the teachers and they had to tell me all about how it wasnt true.
At my elementary school, grades 1 and 2 would eat lunch and go up to the playground after they were done, and then at a certain time grades 3 and 4 would all walk down the hall at once to get to the cafeteria for their lunch. When they came down the hall it looked like a stampede to me. I believed if you didn't get up to the playground in time you'd get swept up in the "flood" of kids and get carried away.
Once two of my friends and I were standing in the path of the "big kids." Anna and Ryan were fighting and didn't notice the big kids. So I yelled, "ANNA, RYAN, THE 3RD GRADERS!!" and ran as fast as I could up to the playground. I still remember the way I said it... hahaha!
I used to go to a small Catholic school where one of the clases was Religion. Most of my friends, though, went to a public school. I didn't understand the difference between the two. When we would play "school", with one kid as teacher and the rest answering his or her questions, I would always become outraged that the "teacher" wouldn't ask Religion questions. I thought it was because the other kids were jealous that I got high marks in that class.
i used to think that a ruler would draw a perfectly horizontal on a piece of paper, no matter where u put it.i was always so impressed with people who could use a ruler because i wasnt so good at it.
when i was younger my brother told me this story about how there had been a huge plague in our school years ago and that all the kids had died and their ghosts were still in the school and they lived behind the huge grate in the wall in the playground and in the attic, i believed this so much that i recited the tale to all my friends and insisted it was true cos 'my brother says so'!!!!!
i was a pretty gulible kid tho, my brother also had me believe that two people had been murdered in our back lane (he had the proof of their identity cards which were scattered amongst other papers in the lane, obviously some1 had just lost their stuff somehow) and one day on the way to school he said he'd seen their bodies hidden under a blanket in a passing car, he made me believe the story so much i even believed i'd seen the bodies in the car myself!!!!
He got into a load of shit tho when i woke my parents up screaming cos i was so scared the ghosts were coming to get me!!!!
I used to believe that Kindergarten was a place where kids went and played in the garden and ate garden food and played with the bugs and bunnies that were in the garden. LOL!!
I used to believe that when you broke a pencil at school, you'll have to pay a 1000 dollars. I believed that because a dude in first grade broke a pencil from school, and he blamed me for it and told me that it cost thousands of dollars. UGH!
One day I came home and told my mother that I knew how to make adult trees. Unfortunately, she misunderstood me and thought that I had told her I learned how to make adultries. She was very relieved to know that I was just learning how to draw trees the adult way.
Up until I was actually in 1st grade I thought 1st graders and above only did homework all day with red lights instead of regular ones and the teachers would watch over you like a hawk.
When I was in elementary, I believed that the term " make-up work ",(the work you owe when you're absent), meant that I would Actually get to play with make-up. Beleive it or not, nothing came along to prove me otherwise until the sixth grade!
I thought when the school fire drill happened, the school was actually set on fire....Wore my new raincoat for the first month for fear it would get burned during the fire drill and my mother would be angry.
When I was in Kindegarden I used to think that first grade or any grade higher than it was like an arcade and I would be able to play arcade games all day.
( I was very dissapionted when I finally went to 1st grade)
when I was in grade school I missed school one day and had to stay home. My older sister told me later that day that it was too bad I didn't show up for school because Superman had showed up and landed on the roof.